After doing this, Mo Qing no longer continued to release the Green Vine Technique, which consumed a lot of mana. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Instead, he took two sharp steps back, summoning the large black net that had been destroyed that hovered overhead.

Glancing at the crocodile that was constantly struggling but unable to move an inch, Mo Qing flipped it over with one hand and held the black bamboo cane from the storage bag in his hand.

He wants to use the peerless water dragon that he has just comprehended to kill this rough-skinned and thick-skinned crocodile!

The time of the Qingteng technique is limited, only a few dozen breaths.

If you want to get rid of this fierce green crocodile in such a short time, there is only one way left except for risking death to use the mysterious object given by Huang Laoxi.

The black banner was unleashed with all its strength, and its attack power was not weak, especially the surprising white flame that spewed out of the skull's mouth, which was even more useful.

But as long as he remembered the infiltrating behavior of the black-robed man feeding the skull with his fingers, Mo Qing couldn't afford to use it with all his might.

The bamboo cane is in the hand, and the temperament has changed.

Although his movements are still not slow, they make people feel a kind of tranquility like water.

Mo Qing closed his eyes slightly, no longer paying attention to the things around him, and all kinds of feelings about water slowly flowed in his heart.

Mo Qing moved, dancing gently in place, a softness like water filling his surroundings.

The mist over the waterhole was attracted by bamboo sticks, and a large stream poured in.

After a few moments, it transforms into a long snake and chases the dancing bamboo sticks in the air.

With the continuous increase of water vapor, the long snake continues to grow, and in a moment of effort, it will become a giant python, swinging its head and tail in the air, looking up to the sky and roaring silently, looking majestic.

When Mo Qing cast the water dragon teng, the green crocodile who was trapped by him using the green vine technique did not give up struggling.

Although it was wrapped all over the body of the vine man that had been transformed by the blue light, its limbs were constantly shaking desperately.

And the pale blue light kept flickering on the ugly head, and then the mouth opened, and several ice picks shot towards the ink blue.

Mo Qing closed his eyes at this time and concentrated on the water dragon soaring, ignoring the whistling ice picks and ignoring them.

Fortunately, before he could cast it, he blocked the large net woven by the black tentacles in front of him, and the large black net kept spinning there, and all the icicles were blocked by it.

It's not easy, though.

When the ice pick breaks, it emits a series of cold air that is adsorbed on the black net and spreads rapidly on it.

Then a layer of blue ice crystals appeared on the large web woven by black tentacles.

As the ice crystals continued to cover, the speed of the black net slowed down, and the hole that had been cracked clearly appeared in front of the green crocodile.

Another ice pick struck, crashing into the vast net covered in ice.

There was a 'bang' sound, and the black net, which had been frozen and tenacious, turned into pieces under the blow and fell to the ground.

'Poof, poof' two soft sounds followed.

Two more ice picks flew towards Mo Qing, whose body was completely exposed.

The time for the green vine technique is almost up, and Fujiman is no longer as tough as before.

In addition, the crocodile has an outrageous brute force, and many of them have been torn off.

The fracture of these vines caused a chain reaction, and as the frog crocodiles became more and more furious, more vines were breaking.

It's not far from the time when it will get out of trouble!

Looking at the icicles that shot quickly, Fu Jiang scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

When Mo Qing cast the water dragon soar, Fu Jiang jumped from his shoulder and fell to the ground, staring at the struggling green crocodile, releasing the inexplicable aura on his body.

I'm going to make this fierce crocodile a little more honest, and then full of old punches.

But this time the lucky general miscalculated, no matter how hard it tried, its breath that was not good at that time just couldn't be released.

When he looked up, he saw two blue ice picks, shooting fiercely at the unsuspecting Mo Qing.

It didn't have time to dwell on the matter of the breath, so it screamed and swooped up.

The last to come first, too late to do other actions, with his fist-sized body, blocking the path of the icicle.

The ice picks that flickered in the cold light followed closely behind, shooting straight at the lucky generals who were blocking in front of them, trying to pierce it.

The ice pick with the breath of death flashed away, and Fu Jiang's monkey face, which was still red just now, turned pale at this moment, and his eyes were full of panic.

But his body hung dead on Mo Qing's chest, refusing to leave at all.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came.

A white python more than a foot long roared past in front of the lucky general.

The icicles that were about to shoot at it were shattered one after another under the impact of the giant python, like a local chicken and a tile dog!

The shattered ice slag splashed Fu Jiang's body, and before he could shake them off, he suddenly felt his body light, and then he was placed on his familiar shoulder.

"I'll settle the score for you later!"

Mo Qing, whose face was also pale, roared angrily at Fu Jiang, and then stared at the white python that was speeding away.

His steps staggered a little, caused by draining his mana as he cast the Water Dragon.

Fortunately, Mo Qing's physique far exceeded that of ordinary people, and he quickly adapted to this state.

He held a bamboo cane tightly in his hand, his body bowed slightly, and he was ready to attack at any time.

The green crocodile, which was about to break free from the encirclement, suddenly stopped moving, and a look of horror appeared in its two fist-sized eyes.

It screamed, and the light on its hideous, ugly head shone brightly.

A light blue curtain of light then appears in front of its skull.

Just after doing this, even the high head didn't have time to lie down, from the front to the back, the three heads lined up in a row of white weird anacondas, with an amazing sound, like a surging flood crashed into the light curtain in front of the frightened green crocodile.

With a soft "poof", the blue light curtain was like a layer of tissue paper, easily torn by the python's head shaking back and forth.

The unshielded white anaconda slammed straight into the crocodile's body, like a torrent slapping a stubborn stone, making a series of roars

The three python heads, lined up, crashed into the crocodile curled up one by one.

One python's head shattered, and the one behind it crashed into it, with the unique tenacity of the current, endless, endless.

Dark red blood splattered and fell on the surrounding rocks, in the clear pool water, and on the smooth stone walls......

Wherever it falls, a little bit of gorgeous flowers bloom there, with a kind of poignant beauty.

After receiving a series of blows, the crocodile was completely aroused by the intense pain and the ferocity in his bones.

In the tragic roar, an iron tail with great force smashed down on the white anaconda one after another.

At the same time that the white anaconda became illusory, the tail of the green crocodile also became blurred with flesh and blood, and its strength became smaller and smaller.

"Bang!"

The last head of the anaconda exploded, bringing a rain of blood, and a piece of flesh weighing ten catties smashed in front of Mo Qing.

Heaven and earth seemed to suddenly become unusually quiet, and it was impossible to see what was going on in the warband.

Because it was surrounded by the mist blown up by the anaconda, it was white, and it was so white that people couldn't see the reality.

Mo Qing stood still and did not move, still maintaining a posture of preparing to attack.

Fighting wild beasts in the mountains and forests over the years has given him a lot of combat experience, and prudence is the most important of them.

At the age of ten, his left leg was nearly bitten off by a cheetah he thought was dying.

With that blood lesson, Mo Qing became much more cautious, and he would not easily let his guard down when he was not sure that his prey would die completely.

The turmoil gradually subsided, and Mo Qing's divine thoughts probed into it and saw his true face.

The ground there has become potholed, full of pits of different sizes and depths.

In some of the pits, the stones shattered, and a pool of blood gathered.

The ferocious frog was drenched in blood, and its steely giant tail was blurred in flesh and blood, and it was cut off in the middle.

The tail end was missing, except for a section of ground connected to the body that landed weakly on the ravine on the rocky beach, allowing the blood to flow and seep downward.

Two fist-sized eyeballs, one bloody hanging from the outside of the eye socket, dripping with cloudy juice dripping down, were already half shriveled.

The other one doesn't know if it's still in the closed eye socket.

The two-meter-long palate has a terrifying hole.

Many of the large long teeth of about half a foot have been broken, and only five are left intact.

The scales on the back of the neck had shattered, and the exposed bones were red with blood.

The body in the back is not much damaged, and it seems that most of the powerful water dragon Teng just now bombarded the front part of the neck and the tail.

The crocodile's body twisted unnaturally, lying motionless on the ground, silent.

After carefully searching with his divine thoughts, and finding that the green crocodile was completely dead, Mo Qing finally put his mind at ease.

With a pale face, he dragged a black bamboo stick in one hand, and walked towards the frog crocodile a few feet away with slightly heavy steps.

Fu Jiang, who was squatting on Mo Qing's shoulder and had recovered from the fright, saw Mo Qing start to move around, and couldn't hold back anymore at the moment.

Raising his furry little paws, he shoved the palm-sized black banner into Mo Qing's hand, jumped on the ground several times, crossed the miserable-looking green crocodile, and came to the edge of the waterhole that had been messed up by the fight.

His eyes were full of eagerness to look at the waterfall rushing down from the opposite side

It's just that the way was blocked by this pool of clear water, so he was so anxious that he jumped up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks, but there was no way to do it.

Mo Qing had already come to the frog crocodile at this time, looking at the giant thing that had been bombarded and changed its appearance, and was silent.

I don't know if he is mourning for the green crocodile, or if he feels that the power of the water dragon is huge.

After a moment of silence, Mo Qing, who was holding a staff in one hand and a banner in the other, suddenly moved, raised his foot and kicked on the long mouth that was broken by the blast.

The tattered roof of the palate shook gently with Mo Qing's movements, and Mo Qing was slightly startled, and immediately bounced back more than half a foot.

The bamboo cane was held across his chest by his bloody hands, ready to defend.

Mo Qing maintained this position, stayed for a while, and found that the green crocodile was completely immobile.

He couldn't help frowning, and after a careful observation, he found that the frog crocodile was indeed lifeless.

I couldn't help but chuckle, as if I was laughing at myself for being too cautious.

Mo Qing put away the ink bamboo, walked straight to the front of the green crocodile, raised his leg and kicked it again on the big mouth that was dead and did not close.

The big mouth shook slightly again after Mo Qing kicked it up.

Sure enough, he was frightened by himself, Mo Qing thought funny in his heart.

Mo Qing, who was playing with his heart, slammed his foot on it again, and his huge head shook again with his movements.

When Mo Qing was having fun, the eyelids of the green crocodile full of blood suddenly opened, and the fist-sized eyeballs were full of blood, staring at him deadly!